At this point, two two-win powerhouses also appeared in the second group, Alchemist and Jiang Yuan. They will also be determined tomorrow, in the final round of the round-robin tournament, to qualify for the final four.

At the end of the two sets of games, except for the blue absolute upset and defeated the Wolf Emperor, the other three games were all strong and weak, and the predicted results were exactly the same.

Of course, those gamblers who bet on Qi Mu in gambling are more miserable. Lost in blood. Gambling is inherently the least certain thing in the world.

The first two sets of games, in the eyes of many people, are more like a warm-up for the next two sets of games.

In the third group, the four powerhouses will appear again.

Today, Yan Ningya will face the racer, and Jun Yongye will face Cao Shuiqin.

As the descendant of the master of time and space, Yan Ningya obviously can't be defeated in this game, but the explosive power of the racer in the last game is also amazing. It doesn't have to be a chance.

The racer walked in front of the blue before taking the stage, "Don't encourage me? ”

Lan Jue smiled slightly, "You seem to be in a much better state of mind!" Don't lose too ugly. ”

"Damn!" The racer gestured indecently to him before walking towards the stage.

Yan Ningya didn't wear a veil today, her appearance was exposed yesterday, and it didn't make sense to cover it up.

The racer is tall, has a typical hard appearance, short hair, a resolute face, and a full of aggressive eyes, all of which can easily bring impact to people.

Yan Ningya nodded to him, and the racer nodded as well.

Judging from her appearance, Yan Ningya is obviously more beautiful than Cao Shuiqin. I don't know why. In the hearts of racers. But he didn't have much interest in her. On the contrary, he never forgot Cao Shuiqin. Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at Cao Shuiqin like that today.

"Three, two, one, the game begins!"

The silver light flickered, and the racer did not hesitate to face Cao Shuiqin, and instantly turned into a silver lightning, and almost instantly arrived in front of Yan Ningya.

However, just as his attack was approaching, his whole body suddenly slowed down. Circles of colorful ripples were released from Yan Ningya's body.

The lightning was on the verge of exploding, but it paused for a moment.

Yan Ningya's figure flashed, and she had already given way to the side. Time suddenly accelerated, and the racer's attack slammed into the ground, erupting in a violent roar.

The racer used all his strength for this blow, and the piercing silver lightning enveloped a large area of the ground, while also enveloping himself. So much so that Yan Ningya's successive swords failed to stab.

Obviously, from the beginning, the racer didn't think that he could blow up Yan Ningya, so he deliberately amplified the attack power. Offensive and defensive.

The golden light on Yan Ningya's body bloomed, and the six palaces of Fandai had no color exercises. It makes her look more and more radiant.

She floated back like a fairy, and the long sword in her hand swung around, "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, a smile will fall into the city, and then a smile will fall into the country, and I would rather not know the city and the country, and the beauty will be rare." ”

The speed at which she chanted was much faster than when she faced Jun Yongye, and the long sword in her hand was constantly swinging, and with each swing, the light on the sword became a little stronger.

In her eyes, the colorful light was also raised to the extreme.

The racer had already sensed that something was wrong when she began to chant the second verse, because Yan Ningya's first sword did not attack him at all, but the sword condensed around her body.

However, he wanted to stop it but couldn't do it, and in the slow flow of time, his lightning speed was greatly affected, and he couldn't play it at all. What's more, the previous all-out blow also needs to regain breath time.

When he turned over and rushed towards Yan Ningya again, the thunder and lightning light bloomed and broke out again. Yan Ningya had already chanted to the last sentence.

A white light instantly pierced the thunder and lightning, like a rainbow, and instantly smeared towards the racer.

A dark red light suddenly appeared on the arena without warning, and a large slender and powerful hand pinched the tip of the lightsaber.

The sword burst out just a few feet away from the racer and didn't really land on him.

"Be merciful!" That's when the voice of a gourmand came.

Yan Ningya put away her sword and stood up, bowing slightly in the direction of the rostrum. Then without looking at the racer, he turned and walked off the stage.

When she walked to the waiting area, her eyes looked at the white-clothed Sword Sect Monarch Yongye, "Thank you for your teaching yesterday." ”

Jun Yongye smiled indifferently, but didn't say anything.

The racer walked back dejected, with a strong premonition that he was going to lose a bottle of Porter Elland to the accountant. They bet that he won't be at the bottom of the group, but he has already lost two games, and the last game he will face is the white-clothed Sword Sect Jun Yongye!

"Isn't it a bad loss?" The racer asked Lan Jue depressedly.

Lan Jue smiled slightly, "No." She actually used all her strength, but you didn't expect her to do this. Moreover, her time control zhì suppressed our speed very strongly. That's why I lost so quickly, but losing quickly doesn't mean losing badly. ”

The racer laughed, "I feel better." ”

Lan Jue glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Failure is a successful mother!" ”

The corners of the racer's mouth twitched, "Can you cheat on the bet with the accountant?" ”

Lan Jue said indifferently: "He seems to have told me that if he wins, the wine will be given to the old pedant, and you can watch it." ”

The racer silently retreated, but his eyes followed Cao Shuiqin back onto the stage.

Jun Yongye was still in a white robe, spotless, as if he had always been like this and would never change.

The two were facing each other from a distance on the competition stage, and Jun Yongye suddenly said to Cao Shuiqin: "I would like to listen to your song." ”

Cao Shuiqin glanced at him and nodded quietly, "Okay." ”

The countdown to the electronic sound seems to have lost its meaning to both of them. In front of everyone's eyes, the white-clothed Sword Sect Monarch Yongye actually sat down out of thin air, sat there cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

Cao Shuiqin also sat down cross-legged, the guqin lying horizontally on her knees, and her hands touching the strings.

The sound of the guqin is slightly low but the aftertaste is long, and the faint rhythm comes out gently, from the audience, the two seem to be sitting opposite each other without fireworks, one plays, and the other listens.

However, there was a faint distorted halo on the stage from time to time, showing that the two people facing him were not calm.

It took more than ten minutes for a piano song to finish, and both hands stroked the strings to hide the aftersound, Cao Shuiqin's eyes were slightly indifferent, "I lost." ”

Not only can her piano sound not disturb the other party's mind, making Jun Yongye fall into her rhythm, and even the essence of the piano sound can't get close to Jun Yongye, Jun Yongye just sits there ordinarily, but it is like a sword of righteousness, any interference will be cut off by the sharp sword, and there is no desire.

Opening his eyes, a look of regret flashed in Jun Yongye's eyes, and he sighed lightly, "Your heart is in turmoil!" With these few words, he got up and left.

Two wins!

In the third group, no one can match him, the only two wins. Unless he loses to the racer in the last race, he's bound to qualify. Even if they lose, with the relationship between each other's victory and defeat, it is almost certain to qualify. The situation in this group has been decided. The first person to qualify is not Hercules, not Yan Ningya, not an alchemist, but a white-clothed sword sect, Jun Yongye!

Cao Shuiqin listened to Jun Yongye's words, and after being stunned for a long time, he walked off the competition stage with the guqin in his arms, but his pretty face was slightly red. Her heart was indeed a little messy, as he had said to the racer yesterday, and although she had beaten him with her heartstrings, he had not suffered. Her heartstrings that had been plucked were not retracted in time.

At the end of the three sets of games, the situation seems to be becoming clearer. And what will happen next is also the most anticipated one of all today's games, and even the finisher has said that he will pay the most attention to the one.

Konstantin, the chief judge of the Château of the Pope, against the battle, Xuanyuan passed away.

Konstantin stood up, his eyes lit up, as if his whole person was a ball of holy light, and anyone who looked at him could feel a strong confidence from him.

As the first person of the young generation cultivated by the Pope's Castle, it is normal for him to have such self-confidence, and behind his success, I don't know how many people have fallen. As the chief inquisitor, and even a strong contender for the next pope, he did not allow himself to fail.

He saw the strength of Xuanyuan's death yesterday, but it stimulated his competitive spirit even more, he actually hoped that there would be such a strong man to test him, so that he could find his own way more accurately.

Unlike people like Lan Lean, Lan Jue, and Chu Cheng who had already found the path of the law, Konstantin's path was much more difficult than theirs.

At such an age, he had reached the ninth level and ninth order cultivation, and he relied on a large number of genetic pills to stimulate his body, so that although his ascension speed was very fast and his own talent was fully stimulated, it also caused hidden dangers, and it was extremely difficult to take the last step. Just like the king of angels, Mirenda, who has been famous for many years, has long been known as the first person under the ruler, but he has never been able to take half a step and truly enter the level of the ruler.

If Konstantin can't find the right path before the age of fifty, I'm afraid he will follow in the footsteps of the King of Angels.

The Pope is already very old, and as a ruler, no one knows how long he will live, but he has already made it clear that if someone can break through to the Dominant level, he will pass on the papal throne.

Mirenda's breakthrough may be getting smaller and smaller, but Konstantin is in full swing, and there is no longer even any competitive relationship between the two.

It's the weekend, ask for monthly passes, recommended ticket support. (To be continued......) R1292